The room was heavy with silence.
Not the comforting kind. The kind that made your skin prickle and your stomach twist.
Kade's eyes were on her from across the room. Dark, endless, impossible to look away from.
"You came," he said softly, but there was steel beneath the words.
"You always do. Even when you try not to."
Y/N's breath hitched. "Kade… I—"
He crossed the distance between them in a heartbeat. His hand lifted, fingers brushing her jaw, tilting her face up.
"Don't," he whispered. "Don't try to lie to me. I can feel everything you're thinking."
Her pulse raced. Butterflies exploded in her stomach. "I'm not…"
"You are," he interrupted, leaning so close that the heat from his body pressed against hers. "Every heartbeat, every shiver… don't fight it. Not now."
Her lips parted without thought. His smirk deepened.
"You feel it too," he murmured, teeth grazing her ear. "The pull… the ache… the craving."
Her knees weakened. He noticed.
Smirked.
"I like seeing you tremble," he whispered, hand sliding to her waist, pulling her flush against him. "It's… exciting."
She gasped softly as his lips found hers. Not soft. Not gentle. Possessive, claiming, insistent—like he was reminding her who he was.
"You belong to me," he breathed against her mouth, dark and low.
"Every shiver, every gasp, every heartbeat… I've been imagining it, feeling it… wanting it."
Her fingers fisted in his shirt as he deepened the kiss, lips hot, teeth grazing hers just enough to make her gasp again.
"Don't lie," he whispered between kisses. "You want this as much as I do."
Her voice trembled. "K-Kade…"
He silenced her with another kiss, slower this time, tasting her, learning her, claiming her.
His hands roamed her back, over her shoulders, pulling her impossibly closer.
Every touch sent shivers down her spine. Her stomach twisted with fire and butterflies, her heart hammering like a drum.
"You feel that?" he murmured, forehead against hers, lips brushing hers again.
"The pull? The heat? The ache?
That's me. Only me."
Her breath came in uneven gasps.
"Don't… stop…"
He smiled, dark and satisfied.
"I never do," he whispered. "Every shiver you feel… every gasp… every heartbeat racing like that… it's because I'm here. And I'm not letting you go."
He pressed closer. Lips brushing her cheek, neck, jaw—teasing, claiming, lingering.
"You're mine," he murmured. "And I've been waiting… waiting to remind you just how dangerously perfect this feels."
Her chest rose and fell, fingers tangled in his hair, clutching him closer as heat and desire threatened to consume her.
"Say it," he whispered, lips ghosting hers. "Say you belong to me."
Her voice barely rose above a whisper. "I… I…"
"That's enough," he said, smiling against her mouth. "I can feel it anyway."
The room shrank around them.
The world outside disappeared.
All that remained was heat, tension, and the delicious danger of Kade's closeness—every stolen touch, every brush of lips, every whispered word pulling them deeper, binding them together.
"You can't resist me," he whispered, dark, low, and unrelenting.
"And neither can I."
Her pulse raced. Her stomach fluttered. Her mind screamed and melted all at once.
She pressed closer, shivering, breathless.
Kade's hands gripped her waist tighter.
Lips brushed hers again, teeth grazing softly.
"Good," he whispered. "You belong to me. And I'll make sure you never forget it."
And in that dark, erotic room,
with whispers, gasps, soft moa_s and stolen touches,every beat of their hearts spoke the truth:
they were dangerous together, and they both wanted it more and more....